He just looked at my face and then into my eyes and firmly said, ‘Yeah, Hari. I know what you are thinking. You want the answer. Isn’t it? My answer is.. Future is in your hand!’
The biggest shock I ever faced in my life. He is just unfolded my palm and released the butterfly. It flew away, looking at the flying butterfly he continued, "Yeah, Hari. In the touch of life, in the smile of living even sorrow becomes a weal by teaching its own lesson. In the rolling of time’s wheel the part that was below should rise to the top! After the darkness of night sun should rise with a new hope called morning. Don’t forget the fact that the beautiful garden forms because of impure manure. Same way our life. All those bitter experiences build the beautiful future. Rise as the phoenix!'
My mind was completely wavy because those last lines with again the same feelings of my poem. How does he know? I found him speaking to me lovingly, cracking jokes. Sharing his thoughts, as if he were a long standing friend of mine. Habituated though I was to accept a proposition or a person only after through investigation, reasoning and argumentation, my intellectual ego however got blunted that day before this strange person. For how could I sustain the original conclusion that he had made when I thus found him later to be center of inspiration and of unselfish love, the like of which I had never come across before?
In what vivid moonlight I just locked at him up to the eyes but he was busy in viewing the beauty of the nature silently. His taciturnity was once again raising the doubt. How there could be so much similarities between him and Priyatam. I got a get feeling that both of them are the birds of the some feather. One was in my imagination another was height in front of eyes vision or my imagination was incarnated in the form of an individual? Was he? I don’t know why at the eleventh hour that thought came to my mind.
Down and night are two but day is one! Eyes may be two but the view is one ...legs may be two but journey is one. Two names but the character is one. Was I right? I didn’t know but I couldn’t distinguish between them. That means even my Shanti is exist in real life! Oh my! That thought raised so many expectations within me. I was in an ecstasy.
Suddenly he broke the ice with these unexpected words, ‘Hari, can you get some food for me? I’m feeling hungry.’
O Boy! I could never forget his childlike face with that earnest request. I completely lost myself.
Oh.No. So far without giving food to someone I never had my breakfast even if a stranger comes we treat him as one among our family member. In such a case, I never asked or offered any food for such a special guest in our long converse. What was wrong with me?
‘Oh. I’m extremely sorry, come lets go back to home.'
'No, I want to enjoy the nature, you just go and come back Okay? Come soon I will be waiting for you Okay?'
‘Yeah, Sure! Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back in a minute.’
‘Okay. Make it fast .I have to move then.’ He insisted. But I had already left the place when he told so. Still sometimes, I wonder why I left him all alone. After all it was he who walked in my life when rest of the world walked out! Then why I left him all alone? When I left I saw him sitting on the rock.
I returned very quickly with some fruit juice in a glass and some sweets with snacks. He was still sitting there still.
‘Hey! I’m back.’
But there was no response from him.
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